Hedvig's blog

So along with some of our gardens, I have been growing chamomile.  The flowers started coming through in late June, they were pretty small to start off with, but more and more are coming through (plus Rachel didn't want her two plants, so they are waiting at my house to find a new place to go).

This poem is so much more eloquent than I can be about the joy of sowing and growing from seed.

Putting In The Seed

by Robert Frost

You come to fetch me from my work to-night

When supper's on the table, and we'll see

If I can leave off burying the white

Soft petals fallen from the apple tree.

(Soft petals, yes, but not so barren quite,

Mingled with these, smooth bean and wrinkled pea;)

And go along with you ere you lose signt

Of what you came for and become like me,